All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (127 page)

Logic
burst
into
laughter,
“
Whatever
mother
fucka,
don
’
t
say
I
didn
’
t
give
your
ass
the
411
before
you
have
to
dial
911
to
save
your
life.
The
shit
’
s
over
and
done
with.
And
don
’
t
worry
I
’
m
going
to
let
Queen
know
that
the
shit
is
finished.
It
took
some
time
to
warm
up
to
you
and
shit,
but
you
’
re
my
boy
now.
That
’
s
the
only
reason
I
’
m
giving
you
a
heads
up
before
I
have
to
correct
that
ass
with
extreme
prejudice.
So
just
govern
yourself
accordingly
because
you
’
re
only
going
to
get
one
warning.
”

“
Man
you
blow
a
whole
lot
of
smoke
and
talk
a
lot
of
shit
for
a
little
mother
fucker.
Again,
talk
to
Queen
and
when
she
serves
me
notice
then
I
’
ll
walk.
If
not
I
’
m
at
her
beck
and
call.
And
I
swear
to
God
I
hope
she
calls
a
nigga
tonight
cause
you
got
my
dick
hard
just
mentioning
her
name.
”
Teddy
chuckled.

“
Nigga!
I
should
just
reach
over
there
and
smack
the
shit
out
of
you
with
this
fucking
plate.
”
Logic
laughed.

“
I
wish
a
bitch
would
try.
”
Teddy
shook
his
head,
relaxed
back
in
his
chair
and
crossed
his
arms
across
his
chest.

“
You
think
I
’
m
playing
with
your
monkey
ass
don
’
t
you?
”
Logic
grinned.
“
Alright
…
I
’
ve
already
said
what
I
have
to
say.
”

“
And
I
heard
you,
nigga.
Can
we
order
now?
”
Teddy
calmly
conceded
as
he
saw
their
waitress
approach
with
their
drinks.

“
Sure.
So
what
’
s
good
here
Malinda?
”
Logic
asked.

“
Other
than
me?
”
She
flirted.

“
Yeah
…
I
’
m
flattered,
but
I
’
m
afraid
that
I
’
m
engaged.
”
Logic
smiled.

“
And
you
Mr.
Teddy
Bear
…
are
you
engaged
also?
”

Teddy
grinned.
Logic
interrupts
before
he
could
answer.
“
Yell,
Mr.
Teddy
Bear
are
you
engaged?
”
He
teased.

“
No,
not
yet,
but
I
have
someone
special
in
mind.
”

Logic
laughed,
“
Yeah,
alright.
We
’
ll
see
how
that
bullshit
goes
for
you.
Sweetheart,
we
can
’
t
decide
so
could
you
just
bring
us
out
your
Sampler
Feast
for
two.
Thanks.
”

“
Right
away,
Mr.
Logic.
”
The
beautiful
waitress
replied
as
she
slipped
Teddy
her
phone
number
on
a
piece
of
paper.
Teddy
took
a
look
at
the
message
scrawled
on
the
paper,
folded
it
and
slipped
it
into
his
jacket
pocket
without
a
word.

“
And
you
wonder
why
I
’
m
the
King.
”
Logic
sarcastically
chuckled.

“
Oh
I
know
why
you
are
the
King
…
It
’
s
because
you
haven
’
t
got
caught
up
in
your
bullshit
yet.
”
Teddy
casually
responded.

“
What
’
s
that
suppose
to
mean?
”

“
Nothing,
I
’
m
just
saying
don
’
t
act
like
your
ass
walking
the
straight
and
narrow
thin
line
without
stumbling
and
shit,
because
we
both
know
different.
”

“
Again,
what
the
fuck
is
that
suppose
to
mean?
You
got
something
you
want
to
say
then
say
it.
”

“
I
don
’
t
have
a
damn
thing
that
I
want
to
say.
I
’
m
just
pointing
out
that
you
do
dirt
and
shit
too.
Just
because
Queen
is
too
preoccupied
to
figure
it
out
does
not
mean
it
doesn
’
t
happen.
Hey,
but
you
do
you
playa.
”

“
Nigga,
whatever.
You
don
’
t
know
shit
about
me
and
you
ain
’
t
got
shit
on
me.
So
you
might
as
well
stop
fishing
for
info,
cause
I
ain
’
t
got
shit
to
tell
you.
”

“
You
don
’
t
really
owe
me
an
explanation,
because
I
don
’
t
even
give
a
fuck.
All
I
’
m
saying
is
don
’
t
be
too
quick
to
judge
me
without
looking
at
the
nigga
in
the
mirror.
”

Logic
stared
Teddy
down
trying
to
figure
out
if
he
was
serious
or
just
bluffing.
The
arrogance
in
his
face
was
a
very
good
indication
that
Teddy
had
the
inside
scoop
on
something
that
Logic
assumed
no
one
knew
anything
about.
Logic
knew
that
this
was
not
the
time
to
play
show
and
tell
with
Teddy,
so
he
reserved
further
comment.